?Shall I have my breakfast before or after the next phase of your transformation?? he mused, as he stooped and picked up the remnants of my clothing o... the floor. Without acknowledgement, he turned and I heard his boots cross the floor.?Cockless and naked forever boy!? he shouted, laughing as he exited the barn.This time, he left the barn door open and the cold October day crept into my stall and blasted my naked body.I hung there naked, all hope of being released now extinguished. The next. ” she teased back. “But...?” I asked feeling my cock stiffen, thinking this was still a bit of dirty talk texting. She didn’t respond, I assumed she got busy at work, it’s hard for a nurse to find free time at work sometimes. About half an hour later my phone buzzed again. I glanced down and saw it was another text from my wife. “So we went to lunch.”“Yeah? How was it?”“The lunch was fine, burgers, the company was nice.”“That’s good.”“Now dessert, that was much better.”“What was dessert?” I. A mixture of Aunties pussy and a bit of pee. By Now I was bursting out of my boxer shorts. I opened my eyes to inspect the knickers further. I was thrilled to see a couple of aunties dark pubic hairs in amoungst the fibers.I couldn't control myself anymore and pulled down my boxer shorts and put Aunties dirty knickers around my hard cock. I pulled my cock three times and I exploded with one of the most forceful orgasms of my life. My spunk was flying everywhere. Some of it had gone on the. I helped her on with her clothes. It was a lot more difficult than helping her off with them. I finally gave up as we laughed over tangled underwear and then began pulling my own clothes on. “You don’t need to get up.”“What would your daughter think if your boyfriend didn’t even walk you home after a hot date? Besides, it gives me five more minutes with you.” We left my apartment and went down the back stairs across the alley from her door. She unlocked her door and turned to kiss me goodnight.
Read More‘Jack Kerouac drank here,’ Dean commented. ‘Who?’ ‘He was a writer back in the 1950’s. Your mother and I talked about his work a long time
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